“Sorry, can’t say that I have.” Sky leaned back in the water, floating on the clear blue ocean, held up by his lover. He needed to trust him again, and something in the recess of his brain told him he could. He just knew the man wouldn’t let him go. He splashed himself with the salt water, rubbing his belly to remove the remnants of the drying cum.

Leo spoke, a slight pant to his voice, “Lying back like you are, your dick is poking up from the water every time the waves move out. It’s very sexy.”

“Sexy, huh? My dick is sexy?” Skyler lifted his torso above the surface, wrapping his arms around Leo, and rested his head on his broad shoulder. “I’m so fucking happy I could cry. Silly, huh? Does that make me weak?”

Clutching him tight against him, Leo responded, “No, it makes you human and happy. This isn’t called la Isla del Encanto for nothing. Come on, let’s go back in and eat, talk a little and, of course, make love.”